at least, it was real
I went on a road trip to Sorsogon and Albay with Tina last weekend. It was something that I wanted to do ever since. Although I hope to go to some place farther, to Visayas or North Luzon perhaps, Bicol will do for now. I am happy already with the fact that something new happened this May, plus it fits well into my budget (you see, “rainy days” are here again). The idea of going on a trip for the sheer pleasure or caprice of it, the thought of hopping into endless rides even if the destination is not yet well-planned, the image of us looking as if we are real travelers (Tina is, but not me hehe)—practically, that feeling of being carefree and adventurous—all appeal to me well. They remind me of those travel shows in Discovery Travel and Living in which the hosts go to different places, meet all kinds of people and eat all sorts of exotic food and still end up unscathed, vibrant and more importantly, educated. Maybe I’m romanticizing a bit. After all, it was only to Sorsogon and Albay and we didn’t do, eat or encounter anything extraordinary—only soaked our tired bodies in hot and cold springs and ate halo-halo in Tiwi. Yet however short or ordinary our trip was, it was important to me. I lived some part of a dream and had me yearning for more. I felt like a new person after such a long time of being a huge lump of lard perennially in front of this computer.
Sure indeed, it was tiring; but the physical weariness dissipated as I recalled the experience. I do have the knack to jump into an adventure after all…hehe…during which, I just prayed hard that no nasty thing will happen—like meeting an accident or losing one’s wallet, cellphone, etc—and that we won’t miss the last trip. As to the latter, if there is a will, there is always a way; if there’s no jeep, walk. Good for us, however, we were able to hitch-hike hehe (from the top of the mountain at BACMAN down to Bacon, Sor). Now, I’m wondering what my next adventure will be. It could be anything, as long as I get to pack my things, go out of the house and feel carefree and young even if it’s just for two days.
p.s. btw, none of this would have happened if it weren’t for tina and her generous cousins–ate rosalyn and kuya evan. lucky me to have met them =)
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